Where it happened: Hotel Room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
I had been dating my boyfriend for almost 3 years, since we were seniors in high school. We were actually engaged to be married the following spring. He was in the Marine Corps and I went to see him in North Carolina over New Year’s Eve, 1994. We had never had the chance to have sex because we were always at his house or mine when he came home from leave. But now it was sort of expected. We went to buy condoms even though I felt uncomfortable and made our way back to the hotel room. For some reason it didn’t feel right, but I felt like I “owed” him something. Stupid me. We proceeded to have sex, even afer he had problems with the condoms. It was awful. He was rather skinny and his hip-bone stuck into my side. I was watching the clock intently as we “did the deed.” This shows how interested I was. He only lasted about 4 minutes. I guess I was expecting fireworks and maybe an orgasm. It didn’t happen. We had sex a few more times that weekend, and it never got better. It wasn’t as if we had never experimented before; we had been to 3rd base before we got out of high school. We broke up early that spring and I haven’t seen him since. I’ve since gotten married to a wonderful man and the sex couldn’t be any better. I guess it just takes the right person to produce those fireworks.
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